"I called everyone here to ask, do you agree or disagree with Chen Wen to stay in our village chief's residence?"

For a while, the small room became noisy, and everyone was gossiping.

The people in the village have heard a little about the little girl who wanted to commit suicide by throwing herself into the river at the gate of the village and was rescued.

Many people have drowned in that river, and the little girl is a blessing.

And it is not that they have not taken in refugees over the years, and none of them want to stay, and they didn't expect that the little girl was the first to want to stay in Zhangjia Village.

"Why doesn't the little girl go to the city?" Someone asked, and someone answered.

"Yes, there are refugee camps in the city where she can be accommodated."

"Is the refugee house a human being? In a mess, the little girl looked at the opponent who was not the opponent of those men. ”

"Yes, if you don't have a father or a mother, you're easy to be bullied."

Village Chief Zhang's wooden cane knocked the ground, "Do you agree or disagree?" ”

"I don't agree." There was a man who raised his hands high and attracted everyone's attention.

"Then tell me, why don't you agree?" Village Chief Zhang asked.

"What can that little girl do? It's so thin that you can't even lift a hoe. ”

Yes, many people agree that farming requires strength, and the women in the village are choking when they encounter the harvest season. If a young man wanted to stay, they would definitely agree without saying a word.

"I agree." Zhang Bixia slapped the table and stood up, "I saw that little girl, she didn't eat much, she was smart, and it was no problem to do some small work." ”

"I agree with Bixia too."

"Me too."

Women are prone to pity, and they have children, and they never know what will happen to them if their children are left behind.

"I'm also in favor of the kid staying." An elderly man said, "The conscription took away so many of our children, and many of them couldn't come back, and the population of the village was more than 400 people a hundred years ago, but now?" Even though there were two or three children in each family, it was still reduced by half, and I don't think that child is a bad person and can stay. ”

"Yes, that said, there are not many girls in the village, in particular."

Now, there are more people who agree than disagree, and those who disagree have to be silenced.

"Where does the little girl live?"

Someone whispered, and then everyone fell silent.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zhang Bixia wanted to say that it was no problem to let the little girl live in her house, her father was the village head, and there were many empty rooms at home.

"Let's arrange to stay at Li Suniang's house." Village Chief Zhang said after thinking about it.

Li Suniang is fifty and two this year, married from a neighboring village, when her husband went out to fight in her twenties, she never came back, she became a widow, and her only son died early, and then she stayed in Zhangjia Village and did not remarry.

She doesn't like to fight, she doesn't like to get ahead, she is hardworking, and she can support herself alone.

It's just that she is old, Xu is that she cried every day when she was young, but now her eyes can't see clearly, and there is something wrong with her body.

So until now, I have lived alone.

What Village Chief Zhang thought was that Chen Wen lived in her house and also took care of each other.

"Okay, Su Niang must be so happy, she keeps saying that she is too lonely alone, I will tell her when I go back in a while." The person who said this was Li Suniang's neighbor, who was also a passionate woman.

Chen Wen's stay was decided.

The rooster crowed three times, and Chen Wen turned over, even though it was not yet fully bright outside.

In ancient times, people saved oil lamps and were accustomed to working at sunrise and resting at sunset, and she closed her eyes early yesterday, but she didn't sleep well at all in a strange environment, and she could wake up several times a night.

Not to mention, sleep on a hay mat.

Chen Wen tied up his dry hair with a small strip of shabby cloth, tied it into a high ponytail, twisted his sore neck, and went out.

As soon as Chen Wen took a small step, he met Zhang Bixia, who came out to pour water with her hair scattered.

"Wake up so early?"

"Well, I can't sleep."

Zhang Bixia nodded, "Okay, after you finish breakfast, I'll take you to your new residence." ”

Chen Wen nodded nonchalantly, then reacted, his eyes widened in surprise, "You mean, I, I can stay in Zhangjia Village?" ”

Zhang Bixia replied with a smile: "Yes, you will be a member of our Zhangjia Village in the future." ”